Making something out of nothing.

Oct 18, 2007 21:29

After her fight with Longshot and her labor scare, Alison had begun spending a great deal more time in her music room than she had been. It was something she needed to be doing, anyway. And, it gave her some time to herself to think and sort things out. She cleared her head better when she was dumping all of her worries into music ( Read more... )

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sonofarize October 19 2007, 01:45:09 UTC
Longshot didn't mind Alison spending a lot of her time in her music room. That's why it was there. And she hadn't spent too much time in there before. It was something she needed to do. He would never begrudge her that.

So, the time she was in there while he was home, he spent pouring over the internet to find a place to get a rickshaw. Then he got the idea to ask the jonin if she knew a place. She did one better and said one of the clan husbands could make a custom one. Score!

But now, he was shifting from foot to foot outside of the closed door. He hated interrupting her in her private space, but he had this overpowering urge for a light kiss. He pranced around a little more before knocking lightly.

Then he realized the door was soundproofed like the rest of the room and tried knocking louder.

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light_in_sound October 19 2007, 01:50:28 UTC
Alison frowned slightly and pressed her palm flat against the guitar strings. Her head tipped to the side as she listened. Yep, there is was again. Knocking.

She set the guitar aside and began the clumsy process of getting herself to her feet. How did women do this in their last months of pregnancy? She was only halfway and already having issues with movement.

Eventually, she managed it and went over to open the door. She smiled at Longshot. "Hey, sweetheart. C'mon in."

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sonofarize October 19 2007, 02:03:36 UTC
The door opened and suddenly he had doubts. He didn't want to encroach. He gave a nervous grin.

"You sure? I could just get the kiss I need and skip back downstairs. I don't wanna interrupt anything important." Except he had already interrupted by being there and knocking. Oops.

He still couldn't help shifting from foot to foot.

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light_in_sound October 19 2007, 02:06:47 UTC
"You're not interrupting anything important. I needed a break anyway." She hooked a finger in the collar of his shirt and tugged him closer for the kiss he wanted. As distractions went, that one was pretty high up on the list.

When she drew back, she smiled and tugged lightly on his shirt again. Nudging him farther into the room.

"You can be my good luck charm so my music will cooperate."

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sonofarize October 22 2007, 22:18:00 UTC
Going up the stairs backwards was not normally tricky. Except Longshot was having a hard time concentrating on where his feet were going. He had to break off the kiss because of height differences when going up the steps. However, the Mojoworlder was not letting his wife remove her hand for it's 'interest-causing' task.

He groaned softly and held onto available wife body parts to make sure she got up the stairs okay. His heels might need some tender loving later. Much later. Later later later.

They could manage to function despite the occasional thump and bump.

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light_in_sound October 23 2007, 07:57:07 UTC
It was kind of ridiculous, the way they were going up the stairs. Alison hoped that Longshot would not take her laughter the wrong way. It was just striking all of her funny chords. And, she hadn't done much laughing in the last couple of days, so she was overdue.

The laughing didn't interfere with her hand's work, though. She kept it moving, rubbing, squeezing. It was holding her interest as well as his.

Any of his parts that needed tender loving care would receive it. Alison would never leave her husband in pain as long as there was something she could do to relieve it.

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sonofarize October 23 2007, 22:12:19 UTC
Longshot was much too distracted to take Alison's laughter one way or the other. It might have been a relief since she hadn't been laughing all that much recently. But what she was doing to him through his pants took all of his attention with very little to spare.

And that little was used to close the door behind them, strip his shirt off, and start undressing his wife. Because something with moaning had to happen soon or there would be trouble. Mostly for him, but naked now was the important thought.

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light_in_sound October 23 2007, 22:56:44 UTC
Longshot was probably having difficulty with some of the undressing he was trying to do. Once they stopped moving, Alison's other hand had reached over to join in the fun. One hand worked his zipper down while the other slipped inside. Then, there was just his underwear between it and her husband's warm skin.

She did manage to helpfully kick her jeans away once he got them down her hips. But, then she noticed his chest all naked and inviting. She pressed closer to him and kissed her way down from his neck, across his chest.

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sonofarize October 26 2007, 00:42:58 UTC
Longshot chuckled and pushed himself up. Just so he could bend himself over his wife and kiss her properly. "Okay. No trips to big mountains in China for fondling training."

He kissed her again before settling back down. He should let go of her breast and start to get them both headed toward the bathtub. But he had a hard time trying to find the motivation. Naked wife was right here at the moment.

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light_in_sound October 26 2007, 00:48:41 UTC
Yay! Bendy husband! Also, kissing husband. That was the best kind.

"Thank you. I'd hate to have to chase you to China in this condition. Wait 'til after the babies are born and then we'll climb mountains."

She snuggled back up to him. He had promised her a bath, so she knew they'd get to it sooner or later. And it wasn't as if she was in any hurry to be out of his arms.

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sonofarize October 26 2007, 01:04:01 UTC
There was a reason Longshot was so limber. He didn't know what the reason was, but he decided a long time ago that using for his wife was a good reason on its own.

"You're welcome. I try to be good." Sometimes he slipped up. Like a few days ago. He still hadn't figured the right way to have handled it.

He kissed her shoulder. "I love you."

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light_in_sound October 26 2007, 01:35:05 UTC
"You are good. Very good. I cant think of a single thing I'd change about you." She smiled when he kissed her shoulder. He was so sweet. She pulled his arm tighter around her and snuggled down against him.

"I love you, too. More than anything."

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sonofarize October 27 2007, 03:04:49 UTC
Longshot's eyes nearly rolled to the back of his head. This might be his last great hurrah for months and he was enjoying every second of it. He held his hips still so Alison could get herself settled however she needed to. There would be no discomfort in this. He would never do anything to hurt her on purpose.

"You're all that I wish for. Beautiful mother of my children." His hips started to move slightly with how she rolled hers. His hands slid down to rest on her hips. He would hold and help however needed. Though there was plenty of water in the tub to help with the weightless feeling he already had.

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light_in_sound October 27 2007, 03:10:01 UTC
Those words spoke more for his desire than touches could. Alison felt shivers race up and down her spine. She knew he loved her and wanted her. But, hearing it made it all so much better. Particularly with where her body image was.

"Fair's fair," she breathed as her hips picked up a faster pace. "You're my wish, too."

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sonofarize October 27 2007, 03:16:49 UTC
If Alison was going to go faster, Longshot was going to meet her every thrust of the way. He sucked in air through momentarily clenched teeth. He growled a little and held onto her. She was setting the pace; he was going to take it.

"Good. Don't know... uhn, how to be different." His fingers flexed a moment before he grabbed on to thrust up a little harder. It was hard to hold back entirely. His wife had tripped his want response masterfully.

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light_in_sound October 28 2007, 04:19:59 UTC
Oooooh. Growling. Alison grinned at him and held tightly to his shoulders as she rocked against him. She might not be able to get to the pace they usually set for themselves in the bedroom. But, she was going to get as close as she could for him.

"Good. Love you," she huffed ragged breaths between thrusts. So little air to spare for talking when there were better uses of her time and energy.

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